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Chapter 181 Obsessive-compulsive disorder



Chapter 181 Obsessive-compulsive disorder

Lu Chengyuan smiled, and for no reason he felt more favorable toward Yan Huan, "It's not..."

Before he finished speaking, Tan Niao popped up and answered: "No, they are just friends."

Lu Chengyuan frowned slightly when he heard that. As soon as he turned his eyes, he saw Xia Qingluo blinking frantically.

Well, he didn't say.

However, in a sense, he and Xia Qingluo are indeed just friends now.

Although he has been trying to get beyond this relationship.

Lu Chengyuan walked into the box with steady steps and sat on the sofa in the center.

He just sat there quietly, but there seemed to be a layer of cool aura around him, like frost in the cold winter, which made people unconsciously feel a sense of distance.

His eyes were deep and calm, and the indifference and aloofness in them made those beautiful ladies, even though they were eager to get close to him, not dare to approach him at all.

What's more, there was such a beautiful woman sitting next to him.

Xia Qingluo's slender fingers gently picked up a glass of pure-colored Margarita cocktail and was about to take a sip.

Suddenly a big hand reached out from the side and snatched her wine glass.

Lu Chengyuan's voice was a little helpless, "You should stop drinking with your alcohol tolerance."

He turned to look at the waiter, "Hello, get me a glass of orange juice."

Xia Qingluo frowned slightly, and a hint of displeasure flashed across her pretty face.

There are so many good wines here, can't she even have a sip?

Although she has a low alcohol tolerance, it doesn't mean she doesn't like drinking.

Xia Qingluo muttered quietly, "The alcohol is only 30% alcohol, there's no difference between it and a drink."

Lu Chengyuan raised his fox eyes slightly, moved closer, and lowered his voice and said, "You are here to do business, not to play."

Xia Qingluo curled her lips and had to drink the orange juice obediently.

Tan Niao on the opposite side almost popped his eyes out when he saw Lu Chengyuan's action.

Not right.

In the past, Lu Chengyuan always looked at Xia Qingluo with disdain and they rarely sat together, unless Xia Qingluo shamelessly insisted on sitting next to him.

But today, as soon as they entered the door, the two of them sat together.

And... he actually cares about Xia Qingluo?

Why does it feel like the relationship between the two of them has become much closer? Even a little... ambiguous?

Gu Yifan was also confused.

He kept touching his chin with his fingertips, as if thinking about something.

Illusion?

Maybe he was drunk?

But the game has just begun, how could he be drunk?

Shangguan Zhou's expression changed again and again, and it was hard to understand.

This little episode passed quickly.

The four brothers hadn't seen each other for a long time and had a lot to talk about.

As they chatted, Gu Yifan suggested playing a few rounds of mahjong, and the four of them moved to the mahjong table.

Lu Chengyuan played with the mahjong in his hand with his bony fingers, and asked Tan Niao nonchalantly, "Whose birthday was it at the Tan family's banquet a few days ago?"

Tan Niao was brainstorming, so he answered subconsciously, "It's not a birthday party, it's a party to celebrate the completion of the resort development. This project is quite grand, and the Tan family invited all the wealthy families in Country Y."

"Come to think of it, Xia Qingluo's father was sent to the hospital that day due to an allergy."

Tan Niao turned around and looked at Xia Qingluo who was sitting on the sofa next to him. "Later, I followed the ambulance and took your father to the hospital..."

"Is your dad allergic to alcohol? How come he's so serious right after drinking?" Tan Niao said, and then felt something was wrong and frowned slightly, "But I saw he drank before."

After all, the doctor kept the patient's information confidential, so Tan Niao didn't know what Xia Chengde was allergic to specifically.

Moreover, the higher up the social ladder one is in, the more confidential the matter of allergies must be.

Otherwise, if someone used this allergen to harm him, it would be troublesome.

Xia Qingluo smiled lightly and changed the subject, "My father is fine now."

Tan Niao nodded, "That's good."

"Speaking of which, what kind of wine did you drink that day?" Lu Chengyuan asked curiously.

Tan Niao knew that Lu Chengyuan had a good relationship with the Xia family, so she didn't find it strange.

He waved his hand and asked the waiter to bring the wine.

Lu Chengyuan picked up the wine bottle and carefully looked at the string of English words on the ingredient list.

There is nothing peach-related in the wine recipe.

This means that peach juice was added to the wine later?

The person who added the peach juice was either the hotel waiter or one of the guests that day.

Tan Niao is a playboy in the Tan family and he certainly doesn't know any secrets of the Tan family.

The Shadow Society has relatively little influence in China, but this is Country Y, which is simply the Shadow Society's lair.

It is estimated that many of the top wealthy families are members of the Shadow Society.

Perhaps, the Shadow Society will finally start to take action against Xia Qingluo's parents.

After Xia Qingluo looked at the brand of sake, he took out his cell phone and searched the ingredient list.

Her expression became much more serious.

It's not the wine's problem, it's the people's problem.

Shangguan Zhou saw Lu Chengyuan staring at the wine bottle and asked casually, "What? Are you checking the ingredient list to see if there are any allergic substances?"

Lu Chengyuan withdrew his gaze, put the bottle aside, smiled slightly, and said nothing.

Shangguan Zhou didn't care about Lu Chengyuan's answer. He was just saying it casually.

Shangguan Zhou has long and narrow eyes, and he looks very clean and refreshing, and so do others.

He picked up the mahjong and placed it steadily in front of him.

His mahjong tiles were arranged to great standard, with each tile neatly aligned, exact to the millimeter, and perfectly parallel to the edge of his table.

Perhaps because he has undergone so many surgeries, his obsessive-compulsive disorder has become more serious.

Even the laces of the leather shoes, the size of the bow, and the length of each thread must be perfectly symmetrical.

Xia Qingluo knew about Shangguanzhou's fussy problem.

When she was in school, she accidentally bumped into Shangguanzhou's desk, knocking the books he had placed on the table a little askew.

Xia Qingluo hurriedly helped to tidy up and put the books back in place before leaving.

After Shang Danguanzhou returned to his position, he immediately found something wrong. He looked left and right, trying to find perfect symmetry from various angles. It took him half an hour to arrange it before he was satisfied.

But today, Xia Qingluo felt that something was wrong with Shangguanzhou.

Shangguan Zhou was wearing a navy blue suit jacket. The suit was still a very neat style, but there was a major problem.

The bottom button of his suit was only half-buttoned.

In fact, this does not affect the wearing process, and the buttons are also buttoned, but Xia Qingluo feels that this is not something Shangguan Zhou would do.

From Xia Qingluo's understanding of Shangguan Zhou, he should be the kind of person who would carefully look himself up and down before going out, and it would be unlikely for him to make such a mistake.

Maybe it was too hasty?

Or was the button opened by someone?

Xia Qingluo and Shangguan Zhou were actually not that familiar with each other, so they didn't take it too seriously.

After listening for a while, Xia Qingluo took out her cell phone and saw that Yan Huan had sent her many messages.


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